At least a hundred times a day, I think about how badly I wish I could read her mind. I would love to know what’s going on in there.
Monday, November 02, 2009
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Monday, November 02, 2009
At least a hundred times a day, I think about how badly I wish I could read her mind. I would love to know what’s going on in there.
Labels: Leah, motherhood
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I've often thought the same thing about her. She's got such pensive expressions! Here she looks like a writer chewing on the end of a pencil, waiting for some deep inspiration.
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